Cyrano de Bergerac | Act V, Scene V - Page 2

ROXANE:
How well you read that letter! It's as if…
CYRANO:
[continuing to read] My life, my love, my jewel, my sweet! My heart has been yours in every beat!

[The shades of evening fall imperceptibly.]

ROXANE:
You read in such a voice! A voice I've heard somewhere before!

[She comes nearer very softly, without his perceiving it, passes behind his chair, and, noiselessly leaning over him, looks at the letter. The darkness deepens.]

CYRANO:
My heart has never left you. In this world and in the next, I am the one who loves you—
ROXANE:
[putting her hand on his shoulder] How can you read? It's too dark to see! [He starts, turns, sees her close to him. Suddenly alarmed, he holds his head down. Then in the dusk, which has now completely enfolded them, she speaks, very slowly, with clasped hands.] And, for fourteen years now, he has played the part of the kind old friend who comes to laugh and chat.
CYRANO:
Roxane!
ROXANE:
It was you!
CYRANO:
No, Roxane, no!
ROXANE:
I should have guessed it each time you said my name!
CYRANO:
No, it was not I!
ROXANE:
It was you!
CYRANO:
I swear!
ROXANE:
I see through the whole generous lie! The letters—you!
CYRANO:
No!
ROXANE:
The sweet, mad love-words! All yours!
CYRANO:
No!
ROXANE:
That voice that thrilled me in the night! You!
CYRANO:
I swear you're mistaken.
ROXANE:
The soul—it was your soul!
CYRANO:
I loved you not!
ROXANE:
You did love me!
CYRANO:
No! It was he!
ROXANE:
You loved me!
CYRANO:
[in a weakening voice] No!
ROXANE:
You're faltering now. You're denying it less strongly.
CYRANO:
No, my sweet love, I never loved you!
ROXANE:
Ah! So many long-dead things are being reborn now! Why did you keep your silence all these fourteen years when the tears on this letter, which he never wrote, are your tears?
CYRANO:
[holding out the letter to her] The blood is his.
ROXANE:
Why, then, have you broken your noble silence today?
CYRANO:
Why?…

[LE BRET and RAGUENEAU enter running.]

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